Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2366 - 190: 9th-Tier Dao Domain (2)

Pa!

The tip of the willow branch cracked in the void, surprisingly leaving behind a clearly visible fissure!

Wang Ba’s gaze slightly narrowed with so surprise:

"You’ve made quite so progress... Class VI late-stage?"

The Little Cang World is now at its peak, capable of accommodating Unification Cultivators.

The effect from a single strike of Wang Liu’s whip approached the power of a Unification Cultivator’s attack. Although not as formidable as Wang Ba in the sa period, he was still a rare existence capable of challenging opponents across stages.

Hearing Wang Ba’s praise, Wang Liu scratched the back of his head and chuckled:

"Not bad, perhaps thanks to the Immortal Blood and Immortal Marrow Jade Liquid. My cultivation speed in recent years has been much faster than before..."

Wang Ba nodded slightly, knowing that Immortal Blood and the ’Immortal Marrow Jade Liquid’ obtained from the Sea Market provided a transformative change akin to a Bone Replacent for living beings.

Just like Zhao Feng and others, they were beneficiaries of Immortal Blood, their qualifications and enlightennt greatly enhanced. The unique environnt of the Sea of Chaos Realm accelerated cultivators’ Dao Domain cultivation and reduced the Triple Layer of Suffering, strengthening the Primordial Spirit, allowing outstanding individuals to reach near Unification Perfection in a short ti.

This might be considered a shortcut, but it also proved the imnse enhancent that this divine tool, Immortal Blood, provided to cultivators.

By comparison, Wang Liu, perhaps due to being a Spirit Plant, had a relatively slow pace of improvent.

Wang Ba could have used it himself as well, but he never fully trusted sothing with such a questionable origin, so he never used it on himself. Instead, he utilized ’immortal power’, a mixture of the two, to activate an immortal’s Dao Treasure.

Fortunately, after experiencing the initial difficulties of the Dharma Lineage, he had integrated the strengths of various schools and had firmly established his own cultivation foundation, forming his unique system. Even without Immortal Blood, it made little difference for him.

"Your realm has improved, but in terms of the whip technique I taught you, there’s been little progress."

Seeing Wang Liu look a bit smug, Wang Ba smiled and brought up the issue.

"If this whip technique can reach Dacheng, you might hope to comprehend rules before Crossing Tribulation... If you can master the rules before Crossing Tribulation, you’ll be ahead of most Crossing Tribulation Cultivators. Once you succeed in Crossing Tribulation, your prowess in magical combat will be unparalleled, honoring the foundation and fortune that Immortal Blood and Nine-Colored Divine Soil have granted you!"

He then attentively shared his insights from recent years.

The cultivation of Spirit Plants is already rare, and both Immortal Blood and Nine-Colored Divine Soil are extrely rare opportunities in the entire Realm Sea.

Wang Liu possessing both makes him extrely unique, raising Wang Ba’s expectations for him.

Half a day later.

Seeing Wang Liu fully engrossed in understanding the whip technique, completely absorbed, Bu Chan gently pulled Wang Ba away from the Pearl Dungeon, afraid of disturbing him. Once outside the dungeon, Bu Chan couldn’t help but frown and say:

"You, as a master, are quite biased. Qingyang and Dongyang are both your disciples, yet you only taught Wang Liu and ignored them?"

Wang Ba was slightly taken aback but did not beco angry. He just explained helplessly:

"Qingyang cultivates with the Cultivation thod to control Hundred Arts with the Soul; all cultivation thods are presented there. What I could teach, I already have. She is now on a bright path; although she hasn’t entered Void Refining yet, her future is limitless, needing no worry from ."

"As for Dongyang... he is closely connected to the Little Cang World. As the Little Cang World grows stronger, so does he. When it prospers, his cultivation advances by leaps and bounds, and there’s nothing more I can teach."

"As long as you are aware, I’m just worried you might play favoritism, causing dissatisfaction among your disciples."

Bu Chan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Of course not."

As they talked, Wang Ba felt a sense of realization and did not hesitate. He imdiately invited Cang Fuzi and handed over the eight Realm Remains he obtained from the Cloud Sky Realm:

"Sort these out; perhaps they can help you advance further."

Cang Fuzi’s body shook, his face consistently changing, revealing the intensity of his inner turmoil.

He didn’t say much else and imdiately vanished with the eight Realm Remains.

Bu Chan, although curious, did not ask further.

Those years when Wang Ba was abroad, others only saw his quick advancents and nurous achievents. The Bodhisattva Arhats displayed at the Pure Yang Palace seed unbeatable and intimidating. Only soone like a pillow-side person could understand the many dangers Wang Ba faced and the unimaginable pressures all carried solely by him.

Pride was felt, along with heartache.

However, she seldom advised him, nor did she inquire about his decisions. Once Wang Ba made up his mind, unnecessary questioning would only add pressure on him, so she solely supported him, making every mont by his side as relaxed as possible.

The cultivation gap between them grew wider and wider, forcing her to support him silently in this way.

But when Wang Ba took out the Nine-Colored Divine Soil, she vaguely realized that this brief rest period might have co to an end...

Watching Cang Fuzi leave, Wang Ba sighed softly, then turned to Bu Chan with an apology and hesitance in his eyes.

But before he could speak, a helpless smile appeared on Bu Chan’s face, and she spoke softly:

"The Hundred Arts Academy has asked to cultivate Spirit Plants; I’m afraid I won’t have ti to accompany you."

Wang Ba was slightly surprised, quickly understanding, and his gaze softened.

In an instant, Bu Chan reverted to the decisive deanor honed in the Spirit Plant Departnt. With a wave of her Cloud Sleeve, she seed to have no reluctance, flying toward the distance.

Until her figure vanished completely from view, Wang Ba stood alone with his hands behind his back at the peak of Wanfa Peak, feeling a sense of loss.

After many years together, how could he not know Bu Chan’s thoughtfulness? Yet, having co this far, circumstances outside no longer allowed him to remain carefree for much longer.

He had no other choice.

"Supre True Buddha..."

His gaze flickered slightly, revealing a hint of coldness.

The sense of urgency that had temporarily receded now returned with force.

Without lingering in the Taoist Field, he flew out of the Little Cang World alone.

He passed over the Guard City outside, silently sweeping past countless cultivators within, pausing outside Fanming...

He darted directly towards the vast emptiness.

Until he landed amidst a silent floating debris wasteland.

Floating gently downward.

Then he arranged a Formation and imdiately stepped into it, sitting down cross-legged.

Returning to the Sea of Chaos Realm, he actually still had many things yet to accomplish.

Such as trying to restore the original minds of the captured Bodhisattva Arhats, cultivating Spirit Beasts to prepare for the unbridled multitude, or seeking the Dharma from the Supre True Buddha for dual cultivation, etc.

But after much thought, aside from deceiving the Supre True Buddha and eting Jian Buchan, he decided to prioritize only one thing.

Cultivation!

Only by breaking through once more can he gain enough advantage in the imminent crisis.

In this Realm Sea, in the end, everything is illusory; only power can dictate one’s fate.

And he was already very close to the middle-stage of Crossing Tribulation, only needing so ti to convert his foundation into strength.

He closed his eyes.

The Yellow Dao Domain slowly erged from his Primordial Spirit.

Countless rules surfaced from within.

Like a large tree with a thick trunk, full of branches.

The Dao Domain grew slowly along these branches, becoming denser...

The shrunken Black Immortal Pill within his Primordial Spirit also silently accelerated its rotation.

Ti slowly drifted by.

One year, two years... ten years... a hundred years...

Occasionally a cultivator setting up the Heavenly Observation Mirror Magic Tool would fly past him, but remained unaware.

The anticipated arrival of the Supre True Buddha monks was continuously delayed.

In this agonizing wait for the cultivators of the Sea of Chaos Realm.

Another hundred and so years passed swiftly.

In the wasteland.

Wang Ba sat alone with his head raised, a Primordial Spirit above like a vast black hole, slowly rotating.

The black hole seed like soil, and from it, the Yellow Dao Domain grew, slowly enveloping the rules...

Until on this day, the Dao Domain finally fully embraced all the rules.

Boom!

It seed as though sothing had been triggered.

In silence, as if there was thunder!

The Yellow Dao Domain expanded thoroughly like a tree, its "leaves" shaking, as if finally matured.

"Ninth-Tier Dao Domain!"

In the next instant, the vast and boundless Yellow Dao Domain suddenly shrunk, rushing into the huge black hole.

Along with the engulfing of the Yellow Dao Domain, the massive black hole shivered slightly, its rotation speeding up abruptly!

Inside the black hole, innurable sounds echoed, pressing down softly into Wang Ba’s body below.

At the mont of pressing in, Wang Ba suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes like a galaxy, flowing with endless stars!

Neither sorrow nor joy.

The middle-stage of Crossing Tribulation, finally achieved effortlessly!